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| Hopeful Eyes |
| With tired eyes I look across the plains of heaven's stars wanting to grab what was lost dreaming of souls unmarred |
| Copywrite 2001 Maria G. Abernathey |
With hopeful eyes I say my prayer and watch it rise above I send my hopes into the air on the wings of a morning dove |
| With clouded eyes I gaze up high while whispering to my heart looking for a little sign in the twinkling of those stars |